Olivia's POV
I shook him.
I shook him so hard my own arms hurt.
"LENNOX! LENNOX WAKE UP!" I screamed, my voice tearing in my throat.
His body lay there on the floor… still… too still.
His skin was cold.
So cold.
"No… no, no, no… please—please don't do this to me," I cried as I cupped his face.
Blood kept pouring from his throat, dark and thick, spilling down my fingers. The boys were crying behind me, their little voices breaking the air.
Leon screamed, "Daddy!!"
Leo sobbed, "Mommy fix him!!"
Liam whispered, shaking, "Daddy, wake up… p-please…"
My heart shattered.
Healers rushed into the sitting room—three of them—followed by Levi and Louis. Their faces froze when they saw Lennox on the floor.
"MOVE!" I screamed at them. "HEAL HIM! DO SOMETHING!"
One healer knelt, placed glowing hands on Lennox's neck… then jerked back, eyes wide.
"Luna… there is poison on the blade."
